Dying for Sex

I don't know what I expected when I pressed play on Dying for Sex. Maybe something raunchy as hell. Maybe something extremely depressing. But I wasn't prepared for was how this series would crawl under my skin and just... stay there.

Molly isn't a character. She's a woman unraveling in real time. Her body's failing, and no one knows what to do with that. Not her husband, not her doctors, not even herself. So she does the thing she does best, she makes meaning out of chaos. She dives headfirst into sex, story and sensation. She's doing anything that feels like life while she still has it.

Yeah, this series definitely have it's funny moments. Some parts made me laugh out loud in fact. But the other parts? The other parts felt like being punched in the chest while smiling because underneath Molly's wild stories is a loneliness so sharp it bleeds.

What broke me most wasn't even the diagnosis. It was the friendship. Molly and Nikki. The way they held each other through the fear, the dark jokes, the quiet knowing. It reminded me how love can be both the thing that saves you and the thing that makes the goodbye all the more unbearable.

This show doesn't give you answers. It just hands you the pain, and asks you to feel it.

A really beautiful and well written series.

I still can't decide if this was the best or worst thing to watch while agonizing through a current covid infection, but wow. I'm weak and on meds, hyper aware of who is (or will ever be) there for me when I really need them, that coupled with a pretty rough couple years otherwise medically, this series really shattered me. We all wrestle with these thoughts and this show paints it so thoughtfully and beautifully. May we all have someone like Nikki. Michelle Williams is of course perfect, Jenny Slate just the best work I've ever seen her do, Rob Delaney was lovely, Esco Jouléy was exceptional, and I was so jazzed to see Robby Hoffman as well. Everyone was truly in masterclass form. Remove eye makeup before watching, I watched the entire series in one sitting and just shut the tv right off after, I've laughed, I've sobbed, I'm emotionally drained, literally. But it was so worth it. Emmys and Globes don't let me down.

Ps: to any pearl clutchers (or claspers if you will) in the reviews; ART HAS NO RESPONSIBILITY TO BE PALATABLE OR MORAL FOR YOU. Not everyone is you, we're all on our own journey, and if THIS series doesn't get that through to you, then you're a lost cause. *tips hat*

I don't have a lot of words after finishing this. As a cancer survivor, they really nailed it. As someone exploring what intimate life can be like after a cancer diagnosis strips away your identity, knocked it out of the park. Beautiful performance by Michelle as always. Stunning emotion driven performance by Jenny. I found it incredibly realistic in many aspects and couldn't look away. One of the more graphic shows I've seen but that wasn't an issue for me as it seems to be so many, given the negative reviews. Hysterical, touching, devastating. We need more realistic representation of the good, bad and ugly sides of this bastard of a disease.

Dying for Sex is raw, honest, hilarious, and deeply moving. I absolutely loved it. What starts as a bold story about a woman exploring her sexuality after a terminal diagnosis quickly becomes a beautiful exploration of friendship, healing, and living life on your own terms. The acting is phenomenal-especially the lead, who brings so much heart and vulnerability. I laughed, I cried, and I walked away feeling more alive. This show isn't just about sex-it's about reclaiming joy in the face of grief. Watch it. You'll be glad you did.

I just got an IMDB account to tell you this. That's how much I loved it.

I started watching the series thinking it would be just a silly comedy, and the first episodes really feel that way, humorous, and a bit absurd. But as the series progresses, it takes a surprisingly deep and emotional turn. The episodes become more reflective, exploring themes like regret, grief, human feelings, and the will to live out our desires. Molly shows us the complexity of being human, while Nikki proves to be the kind of loyal, supportive friend we all wish we had.

I have to admit, the final episodes made me cry and reflect on my own life. This show is the perfect example of not judging a show by its cover.